So, here I am again, on the eastern seaboard of my home country. Our quaintly named little town. Wilderness. Is very beautiful and part of the so-called Garden Route of the Western Cape. We have huge mountains and crashing waves, enormous whales and tiny robins, and the indigenous flora is a unique biome known as Fynbos, which happens to be the name we have given our home here. Water is always a challenge in Africa, so we planted an indigenous garden that knows how to grow without too much effort😊
I arrived here to find my King Protea in full bloom, as though trying to keep autumn at bay with its magnificence. This show of splendor in my own garden is something I promised myself on every trip we made exploring the mountains around us, oohing and aahing over every field of these amazing flowers. Now I can hardly believe it – my small desire has become a glorious bouquet!
All of us have “small” dreams, but because they seem so insignificant in the greater scheme of things, after a while, we give a sigh, let them go and, sadly, become the poorer for it. Ecclesiastes 3:11 says “God has made everything beautiful for its own time.”
Something beautiful is waiting to manifest for you